The night rain poured down, and the sounds of rapid running could be heard.

The fleeing girl hid in the alley. The hem of her skirt was broken, her face was pale, and her face was as pale as paper.

In a panic, a high-heeled shoe ran away. The girl stamped her foot hard and fell into the mud.

Someone caught up with her and blocked her way. "Gu Xiqing, where can you go?"

"Who, who are you? What are you going to do?" Gu Xiqing curled up in horror and asked in a trembling voice.

"Who are we? When I'm done, I'll show you kindness!"

Gu Xiqing grabbed the other shoe on her foot and threw it out. The Eldest Young Lady of the Gu family, who was too weak to tie up a chicken, didn't even feel pain when she hit someone.

The wicked man, who could only do evil, was even more excited. Holding his shoes, he came over with a wretched smile and said, "Let's have fun and taste the taste of the daughter of a rich and powerful family..."

"Hiss—" With a cracking sound, Gu Xiqing's thin gauze skirt was torn apart, revealing her smooth thighs.

"My brother won't let you go! Go away!" Gu Xiqing waved her hands and struggled in vain.

As his coat was torn, Gu Xiqing closed her eyes in despair, hugged her tightly, and cried for help.

...

"Hey, hey, don't you feel ashamed to bully a girl?"

A lazy and charming voice came from not far away.

In the heavy night rain, the sound seemed to pass through the night and rain. It was clear and was on the side of her ear.

The desert-colored Martin boots stepped on the water and rain pit and walked over step by step. The splashing water scattered in the air and then slowly fell down.

Her light blue jeans and straight legs kicked over the wicked girl's hands from head to toe.

The God of Heaven who saved the world, with warm and firm light, gently enveloped Gu Xiqing.

Gu Xiqing suddenly opened her eyes and covered her with her warm coat. A handsome and delicate face, which was as delicate as porcelain and jade, came into her sight.

The delicate young man with a lowered hat was holding a lollipop in his mouth. He picked up his lips and smiled brightly.

"Brother Bai An!"

Gu Qingxi burst into tears. He grasped Bai An's arm tightly and burst into tears.

Bai An turned the lollipop in his mouth and looked down at the embarrassed Gu Qingxi.

She smiled gloatingly and said, "Miss Elder, just wait for your brother to peel off a layer of your skin!"

"Where did this gigolo come from? He's courting death!"

The hooligan, who was chasing after Gu Xiqing, saw that Bai An was thin, as if he would fall down as soon as the wind blew. He didn't take him seriously. He waved his fist and rushed up aggressively.

"Brother Bai An, be careful!" Gu Xiqing shouted anxiously.

"Close your eyes and don't look. Be good," Bai An said to Gu Xiqing.

Bai An's voice seemed to be magical. Gu Xiqing obediently closed her eyes and closed them tightly.

Bai An patted her dirty head with a satisfied smile. His eyes were as cold as the blade out of its sheath.

He pressed down on the baseball cap on the top of the car and loosened the two buttons of his shirt that had been buckled too tightly. Bai An's skin, which was as white as milk, was slightly exposed.

A reverse hook punch hit the lower jaw of the man on the opposite side, making him dizzy. After shaking for a long time, he sat down on the ground and could no longer stand up.

"Tsk, tsk. With this skill, how dare you be a hooligan?"

Bai An rubbed his wrist, but his face was covered by a hat. He could only see the lazy, cruel smile on his lips. "Show me your ability to bully girls!"

"Bastards!"

The irritated criminal held the steel stick and wooden stick in his hand and surrounded them. "You are courting death!"